12-09-2019, 04:45 PM
"Come on Neha, let me see your boobs. Why are you hiding them from me? And please remove your panties too."
Pujan was sitting unashamedly and seemed oblivious of the effects his nakedness was having on me. I had been naked in front of a few men before, but never had I felt so embarrassed. For probably the first time in my life, I was feeling like I wasn't in control of the situation facing me. All through my 20-years old life, I had prided myself on my ability to take charge of my life. I had always done what I had wanted to do; even used my looks to my advantage, but that too only on my terms. I was proud of my perfect body and had felt no hesitance in showing it off during modelling assignments. I had even modelled for a well-know lingerie brand and was proud of the way I had looked. But now, for the first time, I was feeling shy. I had been humbled by Pujan and I hated him for it. It took an immense mental effort for me to pry my hand away from my boobs, lower my panties, step out of them and finally stand in front of Pujan in all my naked glory.
"Wow, you looking fuckin' awesome," he said. "Man, I feel like just staring at you nonstop."
"Yeah, please do that only," I retorted, hoping against hope.
"Ha ha," he laughed, enjoying my plight, "no way babe, you're too damn good to resist. Come here, I want to kiss you."
Like a good little slave that I was supposed to be, I obediently walked over to him and sat down beside him on the bed. And before I knew it, his big fleshy arms locked themselves around my neck and pulled me towards my tormentor. Pujan's lips felt even more xeric than before. This time, he didn't give me enough time to clamp my mouth shut and within seconds his tongue was licking the insides of my mouth. I could taste a hint of alcohol on his tongue. Involuntarily, my tongue started to move around with his, he took it as a sign of me kissing him back and his kissing got more intense. After his tongue had completed the tour of my mouth, he started chewing, biting and licking my lips. I was relieved that my mouth was free and it was then that I sensed his hands on my thighs. I could feel his grubby hands roving over my body. From my thighs, they travelled up my stomach, went behind and roamed over my back before coming up front again to settle on my boobs. Pujan's hands were big enough to completely engulf my 34C size breasts, and engulf them they did. With his two hands, he started mauling and rubbing my boobs. At the same time, his tongue had re-entered my mouth and fished out my tongue, which he was lustily sucking on now. To embrace myself, I had to place my hands on his shoulders, which again he took as a sign of my active involvement. He pulled me further towards him and started to kiss my face. My mouth, lips and chin were wet from his saliva and soon, the rest of my face was as well. Keeping my eyes closed, I let him kiss and lick my entire face and even raised my head when he moved down to my neck and shoulders. Why? Don't ask me. Instinct, I guess.
For an ugly and most probably inexperienced guy, Pujan surely was good at foreplay. His hands were back touring my body, even trying to pry open my legs at one point of time, but in vain. I was determined to keep my pussy out of his reach. While his hands felt up every part of me, his lips and tongue had kissed and licked every part of my neck, shoulders and face. He had nibbled on my ears, given me a couple of love bites on my neck and was chewing on my lips again.
Pujan was sitting unashamedly and seemed oblivious of the effects his nakedness was having on me. I had been naked in front of a few men before, but never had I felt so embarrassed. For probably the first time in my life, I was feeling like I wasn't in control of the situation facing me. All through my 20-years old life, I had prided myself on my ability to take charge of my life. I had always done what I had wanted to do; even used my looks to my advantage, but that too only on my terms. I was proud of my perfect body and had felt no hesitance in showing it off during modelling assignments. I had even modelled for a well-know lingerie brand and was proud of the way I had looked. But now, for the first time, I was feeling shy. I had been humbled by Pujan and I hated him for it. It took an immense mental effort for me to pry my hand away from my boobs, lower my panties, step out of them and finally stand in front of Pujan in all my naked glory.
"Wow, you looking fuckin' awesome," he said. "Man, I feel like just staring at you nonstop."
"Yeah, please do that only," I retorted, hoping against hope.
"Ha ha," he laughed, enjoying my plight, "no way babe, you're too damn good to resist. Come here, I want to kiss you."
Like a good little slave that I was supposed to be, I obediently walked over to him and sat down beside him on the bed. And before I knew it, his big fleshy arms locked themselves around my neck and pulled me towards my tormentor. Pujan's lips felt even more xeric than before. This time, he didn't give me enough time to clamp my mouth shut and within seconds his tongue was licking the insides of my mouth. I could taste a hint of alcohol on his tongue. Involuntarily, my tongue started to move around with his, he took it as a sign of me kissing him back and his kissing got more intense. After his tongue had completed the tour of my mouth, he started chewing, biting and licking my lips. I was relieved that my mouth was free and it was then that I sensed his hands on my thighs. I could feel his grubby hands roving over my body. From my thighs, they travelled up my stomach, went behind and roamed over my back before coming up front again to settle on my boobs. Pujan's hands were big enough to completely engulf my 34C size breasts, and engulf them they did. With his two hands, he started mauling and rubbing my boobs. At the same time, his tongue had re-entered my mouth and fished out my tongue, which he was lustily sucking on now. To embrace myself, I had to place my hands on his shoulders, which again he took as a sign of my active involvement. He pulled me further towards him and started to kiss my face. My mouth, lips and chin were wet from his saliva and soon, the rest of my face was as well. Keeping my eyes closed, I let him kiss and lick my entire face and even raised my head when he moved down to my neck and shoulders. Why? Don't ask me. Instinct, I guess.
For an ugly and most probably inexperienced guy, Pujan surely was good at foreplay. His hands were back touring my body, even trying to pry open my legs at one point of time, but in vain. I was determined to keep my pussy out of his reach. While his hands felt up every part of me, his lips and tongue had kissed and licked every part of my neck, shoulders and face. He had nibbled on my ears, given me a couple of love bites on my neck and was chewing on my lips again.
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